Death of a King
Today comes to New Zealand while much of the world is still stuck in yesterday. Last Friday, a friend mentioned it was 36 years since Elvis died. He qualified this statement by pointing out that while...
View ArticleThe Means of Escape
It is never a good idea to open with a declaration of love. Never. But, wow, Penelope Fitzgerald. She so good… I go goo-goo eyes reading her. I first heard of her in a Julian Barnes collection of...
View ArticleBlog on Blog
Apologies to anyone reading this blog which has all the accumulated sludge of a word that rhymes with bog. Today I hate writing. I hate being as writer. It has ruined my life. I would be anything else,...
View ArticleClearing the Decks
I’m quite surprised how quickly blogging has taken over my thoughts. Although I’ve been writing roughly one blog a week since I started a couple of months ago the constant narrative of my mind is...
View ArticleHire Aims
It’s a long time since I’ve blogged, and although my internal narrative constructs new ones every day I never seem to find the time to get the words out of my head. Of course, everyone is busy and time...
View ArticleThwarted Action
I woke early this morning with the intention of writing a new short story. It was going to be a fast first-draft 1000 -1500 word ANZAC Day-themed piece of speculative fiction for a competition on a New...
View ArticleBy George
I started blogging two years to find a way back to the joy of writing fiction. The pattern of success and rejection that writers face in their empty room had become too much, especially as life was...
View ArticleOn the Road to Crikey
I’m writing this sitting on the bus to Christchurch. I just got on at Ashburton after a lovely family Christmas at Seafield and the sign says my old home town is 87kms away. I’ve driven this road...
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